A/N: Ok, sorry guys, you all probably hate me now for never finishing a story. One of these days I will! I promise! But I just get new ideas and i cant help but write them down and share it! I do have a poll up and running so you guys can vote too. So, again, I apologize, but please, enjoy! ;)

"Stark!" Nick Fury, the director of SHIELD raised his voice at the Avenger. "Are you listening?" They were having a emergency video conference and Tony Stark was off in his own world, as usual. Why should he listen? He has better things to do, actually, he didn't, but Fury was annoying him anyways.

"Listening? Of course! Could you just repeat that again so that JARVIS can hear you?" Fury sighed and rubbed his hand down his face.

"Sir, I can hear just fine. I can also relay the information to you later in case you forget. Again." JARVIS said from overhead. Ah, yes his trusty companion. That should be enough for Tony so that he doesn't screw something up.

"Thanks JARVIS." Tony said as he reached for the remote to turn off the T.V.

"No! Stark! You need to listened to me!" Tony sighed and sat down on his sofa as he sipped on a glass of Scotch. Fury started again, but saying less of the small details so that Tony's attention span wouldn't run out this time. "Baron Ackley. He owns a major facility in Europe. He has invented many things and I'm sure you've heard of him, considering he is your only worthy competitor when it comes to the industry game."

"Yes, yes, yes. The ever so modest and humble Baron Ackley. A brilliant man. He disgusts me." Tony replied with a snarky tone. Fury was talking to him like he knew nothing. If anything, he probably knew more than the director. Then he asked, "What about him? All he does is keep his mouth shut in his little cottage by the sea." He took another drink of his Scotch.

"Well, he's been a little less quiet in the past few months. Our agents have found out that he has made his own secret academy." Fury was interrupted yet again by Tony.

"So what? You want me to go blow it up?" He leaned back with his hand behind his head. "It's just an academy, no harm done." Fury was starting to get agitated.

"There will be! It's no ordinary academy! It a training facility. For agents. For soldiers. For assassins." Tony scoffed then chuckled. "Mr. Stark! What's so funny?" Tony stopped chuckling and cleared his throat.

"It's just. I know where this is going. Look, Nick. A lot of people want to kill me, so what's the big deal? Heck, half of the world's population wishes Banner didn't even exist! What makes this one treat any different than all the 500 other threats?" Fury sighed. He was about ready to sock him in the jaw.

"The difference is this: Ackley is a real threat because he is smart, as smart as you are. He just doesn't have the same tech as you. That's what he wants. As soon as he gets it, who knows what he can do. He's a combination of you and Hydra, but he's also a wolf in sheep's clothing. And if he has trained assassins, then this could also be security threat to our country. I already have Rodgers talking to US Security and Romanoff and Barton are in Europe right now looking for him and the academy."

"What do you mean that they're looking for him? You don't know where he is?" Tony became slightly interested, but not enough to put him in alarm.

"No. Ackley has been off the grid for the past four years." Tony scoffed again. "I can assure you, Romanoff knows what she's doing. And so does Barton. He and his academy will be found. As for you! There is a possibility Ackley has already sent a few of his agents and assassins. If our calculations here at SHIELD are correct, then he has sent at least six. And they're all after you."

"Alright, do you have their names?" Tony was yet again sounding snarky. This was ridiculous. It's just another threat. Besides, how good at training could he possibly be? Even if her hired someone, he wouldn't know who to get.

"We assume they are Dallon Currier, Emerson Garrick, Lee Kent, Bentley Adler, Halton Kenley, and Miller Lawson. But of course, they are all undercover." Tony nodded. None of these names were familiar to him, but no matter. He'd just check them all out, or rather, he'll have JARVIS do that for him.

"Alright. Sounds good. Now, I will stay as low keyed as Loki." He chucked at his own joke. "But in all seriousness, I will keep a look out."

"Thank you." Fury said with a sense of relief.

"Now, enough of that. You have a good day Nick, I'll be off!" And with that, before Nick could say another word, he signed off and turned off his flatscreen T.V. "Alright JARVIS. I need you to look up those guys and check out asany airline security footage in the last 24 hours and try to match any faces. Actually make that 72 hours."

"Right away, Sir."

"Awesome, now. I'm going to Monte Carlo!"

"Sir, Mr. Fury just told you not to show yourself to the media."

"I was kidding." There was a pause before anyone spoke again.

"Mr. Stark."

"Yes, JARVIS."

"I think you should take this more seriously, sir."

"And why's that?"

"Well, Mr. Stark, my purpose is to aid you in any way, and I cannot do that is you are not around."

"Okay, fair enough." Tony got up. "JARVIS, I'm going to go get a bite to eat."

"Sir, I can just order in something for you so you so don't have to go out." JARVIS offered.

"Alright fine.." Tony sat back down. There was absolutely nothing to do.

"How about some sesame chicken and white rice along with a serving of egg drop soup, sir?" Tony nodded and started to pace around. "And to drink, sir?" Tony looked at his empty cup of Scotch.

"Nothing. Actually, let's change things up. How about some hot tea?" Tony scoffed at himself. Hot tea? Not something he drinks very often, if not ever.

"Alright, sir." With that there was silence as Tony let out a loud and bored sigh.

"JARVIS! There's nothing to do.." Tony whined. It was unlike him, but for once, he had a lazy day. He hated lazy days. Having nothing to do is basically a form of torture for him.

"Well sir, I could call Ms. Potts and invite her over to have dinner with you." Tony sighed. It wasn't a bad suggestion, but Tony knew Pepper was busy.

"No, she's got company stuff to do.."

"Ok, well sir, you could go to the Avengers Tower and work on the new equipment for the team? Our security there is very tight, after all, it is the same one used here, you will be safe." Tony sighed. Cap has been annoying lately. Well, more annoying anyways. Tony was about ready to punch him in the mouth.

"No. I'll go another time. They'll be fine until the next mission."

"Maybe you could work on your other suit?" JARVIS finally suggested something that seemed enjoyable! To an extent, considering, there wasn't much work to be done on it anyways.

"Yeah alright.. I guess that'll work, for now anyway." Tony headed to his lab downstairs and started to get the tools he would need. "JARVIS, put on some tunes, would ya? Then I'll let you go to do what you gotta do."

"Okay, sir." JARVIS put on Tony's work playlist and then fell silent.

Tony was by himself now. He got to work on his suit. All it needed was a few tweaks on the helm as well as work on the right arm. It did get beaten up pretty badly after the last battle this suit was in. Tony hummed to the AC/DC song that was playing as he took a piece off the arm. He went over to a work desk and started to repair it. A little less than half an hour went by when the doorbell rang.

"Sir, your food has arrived." Tony spun away from his desk on his wheeled chair.

"Fantastic. I'll be there in a sec." He got up and dusted himself off.

"I've done a full body scan on the delivery girl. She is clear of any possibly weaponry." Tony nodded and walked upstairs.

"Sounds good, JARVIS. I love not dieing." He answered the door and there was a timid teenager holding a plastic back with just the faintest off steam coming from it. In his other hand was a cup of tea. "Even though you're about five minutes late, I'm still gonna pay you." Tony was about to pay her but her name tag caught his eye. "Denis?"

"Uh, yes. It's my last name. Erin Denis. I- I'm a new employ. I-it's my first job." The girl avoided eye contact as she stuttered with a slight accent, obviously intimidated, but of course, who wouldn't be? He was THE Tony Stark after all. But another thing caught his eye. There was a stains on her uniform.

"And what of this?" He pointed at the stains.

"Oh.. that. I-I'm a cluts. I dropped a bottle of soy sauce this morning. It sorta got all over me. I'm sorry. I do look awful right now. It's been a long day." Her hair was slightly messy and her makeup was smudged.

"Isn't it always." He grabbed the bag of food then handed her a fifty dollar bill. He then grabbed the tea. She looked slightly stunned.

"Sir, the food and drink was just $23.16. A-and I don't have any cash on me." She shuddered out.

"Ah, just keep the change." Tony said then shut the door on her. "Alright. Dinner time!"